Naomi pov

Cassian didn't say another word; he watched me in silence for a while. I was tired and needed rest. My heartbeat has calmed a little bit since I came out of that hellhole.

“Cassian, can I get a first aid box”

Some of the wounds were still fresh, my whole body ached, and it was hard for me to know which particular one hurt the most.

Parts of my body were painted with smoke from the fire, and I still perceived the smell of the fire on me. I also needed a shower. I didn't need anyone to tell me that I smelled bad.

Cassian's eyes still stared...